Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 373 Buddhists have no desires, this is a great wish, not the same

Wang Duoyu looked at the back of Ning Fan leaving, regretful and uneasy.

Regret is because he was too impatient just now, which made Ning Fan angry, and anxiety is what Ning Fan said to himself just now.

Too much focus on the trails can damage the great ones.

Most people don't know what this means, but he knows it too well.

The fact that the Wang family can be passed down to the present is not due to being rich, or in other words, being rich is not enough.

There are many rich people in history, such as the most famous Shen Wansan in the Ming Dynasty, who owned half of the wealth of the Ming Dynasty by himself.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the rich can rival the country, but even Ping An can't do it in his life.

Wealth is something that can't be done without it, but it can't be done if it's too much.

It's not impossible for the children of aristocratic families like them to only focus on making money, but they can only be regarded as second-rate members in the family.

First-class members maintain family continuity, second-class members maintain family capital, and third-class members spread branches and leaves.

Simply put... there is nothing more to say.

It's so obvious, everyone understands it, and Wang Duoyu, who doesn't understand it, can't explain it.

Besides, ordinary people don't have this trouble.

Wang Duoyu withdrew his eyes and chose to go back to rest after the live broadcast and finished talking about this place.

These things, I have no choice.

I am the eldest grandson of the royal family, but in this generation, all the children of the main line are girls.

If I no longer want to do things, I must provoke them all.

There are no great roads or paths to him, and he must master all the ways.

After introducing everything, all the three-month orders were sold, and Wang Duoyu also went to rest, thinking about the distinction between avenues and avenues.

This kind of thing, how to arrange at home, he will do it.

Anyway, now that he is hugging Ning Fan's thigh, the family no longer urges him.

On the contrary, some other people mocked him for being an anchor's younger brother.

Ke Ningfan's identity is here.

In ancient times, the hero who had the merits of the dragon was also a younger brother, and the one who collected protection fees in the world was also a younger brother.

Is it ashamed to be Ning Fan's younger brother?
No one else has this chance!
"Hold your thighs! Master Ning, your thighs are thick!"

Wang Duoyu didn't know what he was thinking before going to bed. After a long time, he still fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Wang Duoyu heard movement outside.

"It's less than four o'clock, why so early?"

Yawning and going out, he found that Ning Fan was already fully armed.

"Last night, Master Ning and I had a deduction."

"If you want to see the practice site of Master Rinpoche, you have to arrive at the designated location before the sun shines on Jinshan today. Only then can you see the secret passage of Namcha Bawa Peak."

Wang Duoyu was completely dumbfounded.

It never occurred to him that there was such a saying.

Qu Pei also shook his head, with deep admiration in his eyes.

To say that the two performed together is really flattering him.

I just helped Ning Fan point out some well-known changes in place names in the snowy region, and some common sayings.

The rest of the content was completely deduced by Ning Fan himself based on the content in the metal.

Qu Pei still remembered Ning Fan's appearance last night.

Sitting at the table, I used my memory to write out the words in more than a dozen scriptures, and started to calculate with maps and instruments.

The butter tea has not cooled down yet, so I slap it with my hands, and it's done!

If it weren't for the fact that this matter needs to be kept secret, Qu Pei would have wanted to inform Chubu Monastery overnight to brag and hold a celebration on the scale of the Shoton Festival.

This is how Guru Rinpoche's practice location was calculated.

The Buddhist sects in the entire snow region will be shaken by this incident!
Of course, if all these Buddhist treasures can be moved back to Chubu Monastery, Chubu Monastery can even have a higher status and more prestige than the Potala Palace.

"Buddhas have no desires!"

When Ning Fan saw Qu Pei's eyes, he knew what he was thinking.

The scorching gaze almost burned the piece of paper in his hand. You don't need to guess what you are thinking, and you are thinking about the Buddha's treasure.

"Buddhists have no desires, but spreading the Buddhadharma is a great wish, and it doesn't get in the way!"

Qu Pei is also a guru who has been trained in debating scriptures.

I felt a little guilty when I first heard the words, but in the blink of an eye I found a reasonable explanation for myself.

"Fate is here, isn't it?"

Ning Fan thought of Dr. Shaffer's usual rhetoric, teased him, shook his head, and didn't say much.

Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are all good, but they all have loopholes in their methods of deceiving themselves and others.

He has never been optimistic about these.

Only this time, Qu Pei's plan is doomed to fail.

"Master Ning, you are indeed here, and you can be regarded as easy for us to find!"

In the distance, a convoy roared and galloped in the darkness that was about to break dawn.

A few scrupulous scholars jumped out of the car, and behind them were a few sergeants who looked like they had been pulled directly from the camp.

"I am Dejia Cangxi, the curator of the Sunshine City Museum. I have heard a lot about your deeds!"

The person who came didn't care about the others, and stepped forward to hold Ning Fan's hand and praised him.

"What's going on? Master Ning?"

Both Wang Duoyu and Qu Pei were stunned.

They have never heard that there will be an official person appearing in this operation.

"Buddhist things can be shown to you, but the important things should be returned to the museum."

"set off!"

Ning Fan didn't change his face, got into the car, looked into the distance and estimated the time to start.

Others wanted to say something, but they had no chance.

Wang Duoyu couldn't help feeling Ning Fan's decisiveness when he got in the car.

There was too much noise about this trip, and we couldn't hide it at all, so we simply asked the museum to take over, and when the time came, no matter who it was, we had to think of Ning Fan's good.

This method, scheming, dumped himself by ten blocks.

No wonder you say you don't have enough avenues!

In front of Ning Fan, his own brain is simply an undeveloped gorilla.

"Master Ning, what a beast!"

Wang Duoyu sent a message, but seeing no reply for a long time, he simply went to sleep.

He woke up early, the plateau was short of oxygen, and he had to climb the mountain later.

If you don't rest well, you will die.

The head car was replaced with a working car sent by the museum, which was specially modified and more stable than the domineering one in Chubu Temple.

Cangxi Dejia wanted to ask all the questions he encountered.

From the damage of the cultural relics in the collection to the repair method and the whereabouts of the cultural relics flowing out of the snow-covered plateau.

Each question can be written and published in a paper, but Ning Fan doesn't even have time to think about all the answers.

Not halfway through the journey, Cangxi Dejia had no more problems.

The problems he came here to prepare were transcribed from the problems the museum needed to solve.

I thought it would be a high incense if I could solve one or two.

I didn't expect it to be all resolved now.

This kind of shock made Cangxi Dejia stunned for a moment, as if he had completely lost his soul in the car.

"I'm resting, call me somewhere."

Ning Fan didn't say anything, and settled down with Ban Liang Jin, leaning against the back of the chair and falling asleep.

Climbing the mountain is hard work, and he must remain absolutely awake.

The car wobbled and stopped in less than half an hour.

"Master Ning, we're here!"

Ban Liangjin leaned into Ning Fan's ear, and just about to speak, he saw Ning Fan's eyes open in the morning light, looking towards the distant Nanga Bawa Peak like a falcon.

"It's about to start!"

(End of this chapter)